Echoes of silence overcome my temples, my eyelids...
drip like the ink from the pen, eventual blindness...
I think I'm at the end, but that stepping I'll find it.
send it 5 cents & inflate the fuck outta the prices...
I'm the pie hit, the force of a Jackass hi five skit
I'm boredom, I'm boardin', I'm waitin' on a portion...
debating on importance, forming a reinforcement
literary swords smith in the dungeon of the cerebral cortex
i spit in the vortex as it hits you at 4 dimensions
I'm at the door with henchmen, 5 elves, 7 dwarves make entrance
I don't know what else to say...the warm ups ended...
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